Cultivate your hunger, before you idealize Motivate your anger, to make them all realize Climbing the mountain, never coming down Break into the contents, never falling down
My knee is still shaking like i was twelve Sneakin' out the classroom, by the back door A man railed at me twice, though But i didn't care Waiting is wasting, for people like me
Don't try to live so wise, Don't cry 'cos your so right Don't dry, with fakes or fears 'cos you will hate yourself in the end